You are the storm
trying to frighten me.
The eye that doesn't see
the damage it leaves in its wake.
Ripped up trees and debris.
Blinded by its own ferocity.
Trust
was a mistake,
open doors
just let more rain pour in.
Those moments of pain
from clashing lightning
agitating the sky again.
You are the storm.
Overpowering.
Those clouds encircling.
The loud exclamations,
all there to shock and awe.
Merely noise
and jerky movements
light causing a commotion
whilst demanding applause
for unleashing hell
across the heavens above.
You are the storm.
There is no calm,
just a vicious weather bomb.
Slinging arrows of lightning,
hail and rain,
drowning
the peaceful sounds
of the day
with your thunderous refrain.
We stand awaiting
the crumbling wall of pressure
as it starts to collapse,
bringing about
peace in those turbulent skies
allowing the sunlight
to briefly peek out.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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